My mother once told me
that dramatic changes
in temperature
could cause my favorite mug
to crack.
I thought and thought about this,
and I realized
that it's almost the same for humans.
One day you were here,
the next, you were gone.
This change cracked me
right down the middle.
And this mug is unfixable.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poems
Poesiai love writing poetry but i hate figuring out titles so disregard them because they're poorly planned out but the poems are good i hope
